Is there something to eat in the kitchen? As expected, Chen Chen only found some half-processed ingredients in the kitchen. It was still too early to expect the master to cook.

"Master, I made some food, do you want to eat it now?"

"Put it there."

"OK."

He prepared some food for himself, fearing that the master would be hungry and put some down for him. Time was once again handed back to him. Chen Chen quietly closed the door and went out, starting to do his own things.

What can Chen Chen do? He has read the books here more than a dozen times. Apart from cooking and washing clothes, he can only sit outside and bask in the sun. He originally wanted to practice the formation, but unfortunately

Unfortunately, this would require a large number of Five Elements Slips, so this idea had to be abandoned.

I thought that this kind of life would continue forever, but on this day, Master actually left his seat for the first time in a long time, and was exposed to the dazzling sunlight like Chen Chen.

"What are you doing?" Mo Zhongji asked.

Chen Chen opened his hand and let the breeze blow away the leaves in his hand. "I'm practicing playing the leaves. What's wrong, Master?"

"Come, my disciple, let me see your strength." Masters have said this, and there is no reason for a disciple to refuse.

Mo Zhongji took Chen Chen to an open space some distance away, handed him a short sword in his hand, turned around and walked a few more steps.

"Can we start, Master?" Chen Chen asked, looking at Mo Zhongji not far away.

"You can do it at any time," Mo Zhongji replied.

"Can I use a flying needle?"

"Can."

"Dang Dang Dang."

As soon as Mo Zhongji's voice fell, several flying needles flew towards him, and he knocked them all away.

Chen Chen curled his lips, it was very difficult to hit even if it was unexpected. Moreover, even if it hit, the master's emerald golden body would make the poison ineffective.

Chen Chen held the sword, tiptoed, and quickly approached Mo Terminal. He focused his spiritual energy on the tip of the sword, and drew a spiritual energy trajectory in the air while attacking, using the same path used in the door realm assessment.

Looking at Mo Zhongji again, he seemed to be able to face Chen Chen's attack with ease. He could dodge Chen Chen's attack with just one dodge. But what was very strange was that even if he attacked, the sword did not light up to indicate his spiritual power.

of light.

After dodging several times, Mo Zhongji immediately saw Chen Chen's little thoughts. And he seemed to know what spell Chen Chen was going to release next, so he deliberately pulled Chen Chen away to keep him away from the next time.

The path that the spiritual energy needs to flow through; or a palm hit Chen Chen's arm to force the flow path of his spiritual energy to change.

Chen Chen was very frustrated, very frustrated. Why was every preparation for his spell always interrupted accurately? It was like a person who wanted to sneeze but couldn't sneeze after planning for a long time. It was very uncomfortable.

No, it can't go on like this. Chen Chen kicked out, his eyes rolled around when he was in the air, there it was!

After his feet landed on the ground and took a short rest, the tip of the sword lit up with brown light, drawing a light streamer in the air.

Mo Zhongji still had his expressionless face, and his left hand was raised into a palm and struck at his side.

Hooked!

Chen Chen's heart moved, the tip of the sword kept the brown spiritual energy unchanged, and he swiped his left foot backwards, and the fiery red spiritual energy was imprinted on the ground.

Yes, this is the method Chen Chen came up with out of desperation, gathering two types of spiritual energy at the same time, one used to confuse the opponent, and the other used to activate the spell.

As expected, Mo Zhongji was visibly stunned for a moment. Without understanding his purpose, he could only temporarily distance himself.

But how could Chen Chen make him achieve his wish? He jumped up high, spinning his body and kicking him down, making Mo Zhongji unable to leave his side.

However, Mo Zhongji is also an experienced person, and he understood Chen Chen's intention in a few moments. When he had no time to dodge, he could only choose a spell to interrupt.

Mo Zhongji kicked his leg straight towards Chen Chen's face. Just when he was about to make contact, Chen Chen raised the corner of his mouth and the light on the tip of the sword dissipated. He squeezed his left hand and strong firelight gathered on his fingers.

Point, his body suddenly twisted, and the fire at his fingertips increased. Then he threw the fire out with force, and the fire turned into an out-of-control beast and pounced on Mo Zhongji, instantly submerging him.

"Dancing sparks!"

Mo Zhongji's body flew out of the fire with a bang and slid a long distance on the ground before barely stopping.

"Master?" He thought Mo Zhongji would stand up immediately and praise his adaptability, but what he didn't expect was that Mo Zhongji seemed to have fainted and lay there quietly without moving.

"Master! Are you okay?!" Chen Chen hurriedly ran over from a distance and raised his head with both hands. Fortunately, I restrained my strength just now, and Master only had some superficial injuries. I pinched his mouth open and did not bite him.

Tongue, there is no risk of suffocation for the time being. "Master, don't be afraid, I will send you back right now."

Chen Chen picked up Mo Zhongji and ran towards their residence with all his strength. Don't worry, it was you who helped me deal with the aftermath in the past. It's my turn this time.

Back in Mo Zhongji's room, Chen Chen helped him take off his outer clothes, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt, and poured some water for him to feed. After everything was done, Chen Chen moved a chair to sit on

Go to his bedside and wait quietly for Master to wake up.

However, until the sun went down and the geese returned to their roosts, Mo Zhongji still maintained the same movement as when Chen Chen put him down, never moving. No, I didn't use much spiritual energy, and the master only had some superficial injuries.

How could he be in a coma until now?

Uneasy, Chen Chen took out one of his arms, rolled up his sleeves, and put his hand on his pulse, trying to find out the reason why the master was unconscious until now. However, Chen Chen's brows became tighter and tighter as he checked.

All along, since Chen Chen's medical skills were taught by his master, he thought there was no need to diagnose his master's pulse. After all, his master was also a doctor and had a jade-green body. What disease or toxin in the world could defeat him? So,

He naturally thought that the master's body must be the healthiest. But why is the reality like this, and his pulse is so disordered?

At this time, Mo Zhongji finally woke up faintly, and the red sunset shone on half of his face, casting a dark shadow. "I passed out?"

"Yes, Master." Chen Chen turned his back to the sun and couldn't tell what kind of expression he had on his face.

"You know everything?"

"Yes, Master. When did this happen?!" Although his expression could not be seen clearly, his voice was trembling, and anyone could guess his mood at the moment.

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault, and there's nothing you can do about it. Because, this is what happened before I accepted you as my disciple..." Mo Zhongji raised his head, and his voice came out of his throat, as if he had been separated by a long river of time.
Chapter completed!